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YMNK that Chels is a post spree ruiner.

A soul train.

I have drinks with a friend tonight.

A harem.

Database querying

I feel like the day can't end soon enough.

^ Justin Beiber's #1 Fan.

YMNK that naked mole rat balls are not attractive.

FT: Animated Movies.

Data analysis

FT: Breakdancing monkeys.

^closet socialist elephant.

Nope. V1.

FT: New desks.

Kazakhstan.

Nope. IG.

FT: Lunchtime naps in the sun.

I wish that IG had sunshine, and not snow.

Shhh. There were no dungeons. Don't be poutyface. [me]runs after IG and tackles her into the sand, snogging her. He hops up and goes and stands in the shower, rinsing off the sand and mud. Then dives into the pool.

I would buy a Victory Vegas 8-ball motorcycle.

London

[me]laughs. And yells back at IG. You had a mound of dirt. One turret and half a moat. Don't be dramatic. Also, careful about sitting like that. Could make for some later... discomfort.

[me]bellyflops on top of the sandcastle, completely avoiding a nekkie IG. He then hops up, and sprints away, covered in mud and sand, bee lining for anywhere that isn't where IG is.

PP: That people aren't more IG-crazy.

[me]watches IG make sand castles for quite some time. After she seems to have completed one, he walks over to observe. Nice work, IG. [me]smiles mischievously and lifts his hands in the air like a dragon. To bad it's about to be BURNINATED BY TROOOOOOOGDOOOOOOOOOOR! [me]begins to stomp and...

Nope. BS.

Foiled. BS.

jump.

Dropkick.

What's the use of a private plane if you're not gonna use it? I'd buy the Charlotte Hornets, and move them to Seattle. We want our Sonics back!